billski wrote:We've seen Mantic59 and Leisureguy. And we've seen Squire to a certain extent. But have we seen Gordon (Bernards66)? Can we get a picture of his face?

Over on Fountain Pen Network there's a thread posted in the New Members Forum for the members to post photos of themselves. Many people like to be able to put a face with the name. Maybe this thread could become something similar?

Yet somehow I suspect both posters above are hiding their true selves - their avatars are just a little unlikely! The thread suggested has been done, but feel free to update it with your own mugs.

The subject of Gordon's saturnine visage is one for which the world is not yet ready. Following severe burns involving a <redacted> he hasn't been out in daylight for several years. He doesn't shave his scarred face any more, but continues to shave his legs simply so as to keep us company. All rather sad really, but he tells me the experience with <redacted> that led to the burns when he used the <redacted> to peer up into the <redacted> was well worthwhile.

Chris

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drmoss_ca wrote:The subject of Gordon's saturnine visage is one for which the world is not yet ready. Following severe burns involving a <redacted> he hasn't been out in daylight for several years. He doesn't shave his scarred face any more, but continues to shave his legs simply so as to keep us company. All rather sad really, but he tells me the experience with <redacted> that led to the burns when he used the <redacted> to peer up into the <redacted> was well worthwhile.

Chris

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Take an eye for an eye
Take a tooth for a tooth
Just like they say in the Bible
Never leave a trace or forget a face
Of any man at the table
When the moon is a cold chiseled dagger
Sharp enough to draw blood from a stone
He rides through your dreams on a coach
And horses and the fence posts
In the midnight look like bones

Well they've stopped trying to hold him
With mortar, stone and chain
He broke out of every prison
Boots mount the staircase
The door is flung back open
He's not there for he has risen
He's not there for he has risen

Well he once killed a man with a guitar string
He's been seen at the table with kings
Well he once saved a baby from drowning
There are those who say beneath his coat there are wings
Some say they fear him
Others admire him
Because he steals his promise
One look in his eye
Everyone denies
Ever having met him
Ever having met him

He can turn himself into a stranger
Well they broke a lot of canes on his hide
he was born away in a cornfield
A fever beats in his head like a drum inside
Some say they fear him
Others admire him
Because he steals his promise
One look in his eye
Everyone denies
Ever having met him
Ever having met him

Give us the luxuries, and we will forgo the necessities.
Give a man a fire, he'll be warm for a day.
Set a man on fire, he'll be toasty for the rest of his life.
Dominic

Ok, that last post, I am still trying to wrap my head around it. Let us say that Gordon was a dandy back in the day, hanging around the East Village (thus acquiring at some point his vast knowledge of the workings of NYC and the shave shops). His lovely wife settled him down and he repaired to Tampa and its wonderful weather and then his sons are off to college.

Sam wrote:Ok, that last post, I am still trying to wrap my head around it. Let us say that Gordon was a dandy back in the day, hanging around the East Village (thus acquiring at some point his vast knowledge of the workings of NYC and the shave shops). His lovely wife settled him down and he repaired to Tampa and its wonderful weather and then his sons are off to college.

Yep, I'm pretty sure that's how Gordon would phrase it, too...

Give us the luxuries, and we will forgo the necessities.
Give a man a fire, he'll be warm for a day.
Set a man on fire, he'll be toasty for the rest of his life.
Dominic

I distinctly remember reading about Gordon back in the '70s when he was a crusading DA in NYC and sending all those Mob guys off to jail. His political future seemed secure then, but there was that scandal involving some high-end men's shops importing illegal badger hair ("Of course I didn't prosecute! It was High Mountain White, for goodness sake!"), and things went South (literally) in a hurry.

IanM wrote:I have no idea, but my mental image of him includes quite a quantity of tweed.

Ian

Tweed by Lentheric? Not sure if he wears it much.

Tweed has top notes of bergamot, cinnamon and geranium. Middle notes of ylang-ylang, jasmine, lavender and orange flower. Dry Down notes of oakmoss, patchouli, sandalwood, benzoin, vanilla and vetiver.
Tweed is a sensuous woody floral fragrance with an emphasis on a dark, captivating earthy-woody mystique, the floral notes add an intoxicating feminine touch. There is a distinct resinous quality about Tweed making it an English icon in perfumery through the years. Even with all its rich depth and mysteriousness, Tweed is not too heavy or overbearing. The oriental base is very alluring; not sweet nor soft - more of a feeling of perfect balance of natural essences.

Described by Maryel Tweed was launched in 1933.

Give us the luxuries, and we will forgo the necessities.
Give a man a fire, he'll be warm for a day.
Set a man on fire, he'll be toasty for the rest of his life.
Dominic